250 inch grass does not grow (plus two)

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Deng Hongfeng pointed at Zhang Mingkun and others, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, "I said she was eliminated, she was eliminated! Do you have a share in the Xuanyi Pavilion?"

After speaking, he glared at Mu Yan, "Get out of here soon!"

However, Mu Yan ignored him completely, but took two steps forward and stood in front of the ninth patient.

The ninth patient is a simple and honest middle-aged man.

He had thick black hair, but it didn't match his sparse yellow whiskers and eyebrows.

Seeing the beautiful girl who looked like a fairy in the painting approaching, the middle-aged man rubbed the corners of his clothes crampedly.

Confused and nervous.

Mu Yan smiled slightly, with an indescribably gentle expression, "Uncle, can I ask you a few questions?"

A gentle and pleasant voice, like a feather, gently dissipated the humbleness and tension all over his body.

The middle-aged man relaxed his nerves unconsciously, but still stammered: "You... please ask."

"You, are you wearing a wig?"

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man suddenly widened his eyes, "You, how did you know?"

After saying this, the middle-aged man's face suddenly flushed, and the embarrassment on his face turned into panic and embarrassment.

If there is a hole at this time, he really wants to fall into it.

Mu Yan's expression was more gentle, and she didn't mean to ridicule at all, "If I can cure your disease and guarantee that it will not recur in the future, would you like to take off your wig?"

"You... what you said is true?!" The middle-aged man made an almost sharp voice, "Can you really cure my disease?"

Mu Yan pursed her lips slightly, smiling lazily and contemptuously, "What? Don't you believe me?"

Believe! Of course I believe!

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered with a burning light.

Just now, the ten of them could clearly see Muyan's ability.

If others say that his hidden disease can be cured, the middle-aged man may not believe it.

But if the girl in front of him said it, for some reason, he believed it.

The middle-aged man nodded slowly and said decisively, "I believe in you!"

Saying that, he raised his hand and slowly touched his hair.

On the other hand, the examiner of Xuanyi Pavilion was at a loss.

What are this Jun Muyan and this patient No. 9 talking about?

wig? What does this have to do with testing?

Deng Hongfeng said even more viciously: "Little bitch, what are you doing? Didn't you hear me telling you to get out? Don't think that if you delay time, you can pass..."

He wasn't finished yet.

I saw that the ninth patient had taken off the wig on his head.

Afterwards, only a few clumps of hair were left on the man's head.

The rest of the scalp is shiny and barren.

But the most terrifying thing is that there are several red pustules on the scalp.

Take off the wig like this and look at it, it is really extravagant.

The entire examination room was suddenly silent.

Deng Hongfeng's hand was still pointing at Mu Yan, but it froze in place.

Staring straight at the middle-aged man's scalp, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The other examiners in Xuanyi Pavilion stood up abruptly and walked towards the middle-aged man one by one.

"This, is this a ghost thorn?!"

Ghost thorn is a very rare disease.